Seeking Solace

36

I want to remember

but I don't want to hurt

I block out the truth

when I rewind the past

But there was something is his stare

so sincere, so whole

Though he'd been through hell

Said he was simply blank

something I was all too familiar with

My almost first kiss,

leather jacket,

three week stubble and foul words

Under fluorescent lights

my neon crown dim in comparison with your smile

The elevator getting closer and closer

our time diminishing with every passing floor

Before I knew it my lips were on your cheek

oh how soft and warm it felt

But then I was turning,

my dress twirling, my heels loud against the hard floor

Sneaking one last glance at your handsome face

before stealing away down the stairs, never to see you again.